My Name Is Marc, My

What A Genius, That Picasso. It Is A Pity He Doesn't Paint.

Art Seems To Me To Be Above All A State Of Soul. All Souls Are Sacred, The Soul Of All The Bipeds In Every Quarter Of The Globe.

I Work In Whatever Medium Likes Me At The Moment.

In My Youth, Poverty Enriched Me, But Now I Can Afford Wealth.

When I Am Finishing A Picture, I Hold Some God-made Object Up To It